[div style="margin: 0 auto; width: 55%; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt; text-align: justify;"]Cool, a bear.
There to ruin all semblance of formality was Aya, the comparatively petite tortoiseshell with bees in her brain (figuratively) and blood on her paws (literally.) "You just hanging out?" Aya asked, snorting at her own joke, her inward laughter buzzing. She noticed the big old unmissable axe, and went to shove it out of the way so she would not accidentally cause another death. That done, she continued on her merry way.
"If I let you down, promise not to kill me?" She asked, bounding over and easily scaling the tree up to where the rope was tied. Passively she wondered who had even bothered to set a trap, but figured it was one of Morgan's weird schemes or something. This'll catch an intruder, she thought in his voice.
Wrapping her mouth around the rope, the chaser chewed right through it, and if successful, would probably hear a loud thud of bear meeting ground. Oops... well, you know what they say about first impressions.
There to ruin all semblance of formality was Aya, the comparatively petite tortoiseshell with bees in her brain (figuratively) and blood on her paws (literally.) "You just hanging out?" Aya asked, snorting at her own joke, her inward laughter buzzing. She noticed the big old unmissable axe, and went to shove it out of the way so she would not accidentally cause another death. That done, she continued on her merry way.
"If I let you down, promise not to kill me?" She asked, bounding over and easily scaling the tree up to where the rope was tied. Passively she wondered who had even bothered to set a trap, but figured it was one of Morgan's weird schemes or something. This'll catch an intruder, she thought in his voice.
Wrapping her mouth around the rope, the chaser chewed right through it, and if successful, would probably hear a loud thud of bear meeting ground. Oops... well, you know what they say about first impressions.
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